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"I'll take care of your family."

"Ah~~~" When the **** reached out again and was about to meet Zhang Ruolan, He Shuhao got up from the ground.

Directly ramming in the direction of the bullshit, a group of younger brothers didn't have time to react to what happened.

He saw the **** being beaten to the ground by He Shuhao, his nose and face swollen.

"If any of you dare to come over, I'll kill him." He Shuhao picked up a rectangular moving brick from the side of the ground and aimed it at the head of the bully, shouting with a serious face at the younger brothers who were about to walk towards him. Tao.

"Fuck him for me." The **** is also a tough temper.

No fear of moving bricks in He Shuhao's hands.

With a roar, He Shuhao was turned over and sat under him by the bullshit.

"I let you beat me, wouldn't you be able to beat me if you step on a horse?"

"Pull me up. If you don't solve him today, I'll cut off my head and give him a chair." When the **** beat He Shuhao, the whole person has passed out, and the **** turned his head and glanced at him and couldn't cry. Zhang Ruolan, who only heard shortness of breath.

"Cry you horse~~Cry again and do you now." The **** yelled at Zhang Ruolan impatiently.

"You let him go, I ~ I ~ woo ~ I will go with you." Zhang Ruolan looked at He Shuhao, who was lying on the ground without any consciousness, and cried a little hastily to the bully head.

"put?"

"Release him and let him go back to move rescue soldiers?"

"Are you thinking that I'm stupid or your own IQ is not enough?" Hearing what Zhang Ruolan said, the **** gave Zhang Ruolan a sneer.

"No, let him go, I beg you." Zhang Ruolan shook his head heavily.

He Shuhao did not disappoint her.

He Shuhao asked her to close her eyes not to give herself to the **** out of her own desires, but to worry that some of the pictures were too **** and she was afraid of seeing it.

Oh my god~~ He Shuhao thought about himself so much, why did he quarrel with He Shuhao when he was in the hospital today?

Zhang Ruolan hated all her attitude towards He Shuhao in the hospital this afternoon.

If it wasn't for himself, He Shuhao would not go to a bar to buy drunk alone.

It was because of himself that He Shuhao became like this.

"Beep~~~"

"Yo~~ I can't see that the skin is so tender."

"Wow~~"

"Brother Mochuan, Brother Mingrui, woooo~~Save the book hero." Zhang Ruolan's jacket was torn off by the bully.

It happened that the door of the warehouse was pushed open from the outside.

Zhang Ruolan completely relaxed her tight nerves when she saw the incoming person.

"Who are you?" The **** quickly stood up and turned around to look at Jiang Mochuan and He Mingrui who walked in from the warehouse gate.

"who are we?"

"The one who takes your life." He Mingrui took a baseball bat in his hand, and glanced at the **** coldly.

"You give it to me, they are just two of you. You are afraid of a few hairs." The **** turned his head and glanced at his little brother, and found that several little brothers kept backing away.

The **** was a little worried.

"Boss, this~~This is President Jiang, I'm going home, boss, take care of yourself." A younger brother looked at He Mingrui and Jiang Mochuan with a trembling voice.

Although you don't know He Mingrui, it doesn't mean you don't know Jiang Mochuan.

Who is Jiang Mochuan?

That is just like a devil.

"I want to leave before the matter is resolved?" He Shuhao walked slowly to the bullshit, then walked from the **** to Zhang Ruolan, and took off his coat and put it on Zhang Ruolan.

"Brother Mingrui, you must save Brother Shuhao." After Zhang Ruolan's nerves relaxed, her whole body was shaking.

With fear in his eyes, He Mingrui said pleadingly.

"Well, close your eyes and see nothing, okay?" He Mingrui felt distressed when he saw Zhang Ruolan like a frightened white rabbit.

It comes from the distress of treating Zhang Ruolan as her own sister.

"You beat my brother?" Jiang Mochuan saw He Mingrui on the side holding Zhang Ruolan in his arms, and then he walked to the head of the bully and looked at the bully head down and asked.

"Yes~~Why it's me~~~Ah~~~" The **** glanced at the little brothers who were shrinking in the corner behind him, and whispered "useless" in his heart.

Then he emboldened himself in his heart, raised his head and looked at Jiang Mochuan, before he finished speaking, his knees were numb.

Then I saw the **** kneeling on the ground uncontrollably.

"What about you?"

"Don't you know that your whole family will go to **** when you beat my brother?" Jiang Mochuan learned what the bully said, and then raised the baseball bat in his hand to light the bullshit's chest with another stick.

"Crack~~~"

"..."

"..."

How could the few brothers present not understand what this sound was.

Jiang Mochuan unexpectedly broke the bullshit's ribs abruptly.

The little brothers looked incredible at the **** who was lying on the ground rolling, and then looked up at Jiang Mochuan with fear.

"Don't pretend to be dead." Jiang Mochuan didn't know how strong his anger was.

Seeing He Mingrui's bruised nose and swollen face, and Zhang Ruolan's clothes being torn seven by eight.

"Let me go, I know I was wrong."

"You~~You are the eldest brother, let me go, eldest brother." The **** was beaten by Jiang Mochuan's chest and almost went to **** to see the king of Hell without breathing.

Quickly see the wind to make the rudder plead.

"Spare you?"

"When you hit my brother, why didn't you think about letting my brother go?" Jiang Mochuan raised his eyebrows and lowered his head to look at the **** who was lying on the ground.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again."

"You let me go." The **** heard Jiang Mochuan's words and shook his head quickly, saying that he would never dare to do it again.

But Jiang Mochuan could not hear what he said.

Directly wave the baseball bat in his hand.

Facing the bullshit's arm was another stick.

"Ah~~~"

"I~~I~~I was wrong~~Call an ambulance for me~~" The **** felt that he was already very happy, and felt that he had been beaten by Jiang Mochuan to the peak of his life.

There was a nosebleed from the nostrils.

"ambulance?"

"You are worthy of a person like you?" Jiang Mochuan glanced at He Shuhao, who was still lying unconscious, and felt a pain in his heart.

Over the past year or so, although he and He Shuhao didn't know each other from childhood, the relationship of a man is always the easiest to talk about: sometimes knowing each other for a year is better than a lifetime of knowing a woman.